User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-43697558-20190908215017/@comment-39940417-20190909055516

Deathfang crept closer still, the fact that nobeast had jumped at him yet emboldening him somewhat. When he reached the edge of the clearing, the young fox crouched behind a thicket of ferns. He caught site first of the campfire itself,then the apparent owner of this site. A young wildcat. Deathfang was not entirely sure, but it seemed to him that the creature before him had some inkling of his presence. The young fox sank back into his temporary hidout.